OBW Saints lyrics

I’m a patient waiting for a knife
The operator calls me on every line
To tell me all about how I’m rotten inside
Biting into pieces to decide if I’m ripe

Satisfaction comes one piece at a time
Where I’m going I won’t need to comply

My tastes have changed to accommodate
What I gave was never innocence
My tastes have changed to accommodate
What I gave was never innocence

I’m in business with a plan of my design
Compulsive habits are the products I supply
I’m at ease with always deceiving
I’ll feel so clean when I come out the other side

My tastes have changed to accommodate
What I gave was never innocence
My tastes have changed to accommodate
What I gave was never innocence

My body’s ruined but I’m moving past the urge
Yes I’m afflicted, but I get pleasure from the work
And now when I’m around you’ll leave the cards out
Ask me my number, tell me how much better looking I am